You're in a Cult, Call your Dad

Look, you have been through a lot. First your friend Karen is telling you about this wonderful resort out in Florida (it's always Florida) and next thing you know you're in a white robe praying to an Elvis look-a-like. Now you didn't drink the Kool-Aid for too long and you did the right thing: You called your dad. This scent is as close as you can get to being back home after a mind melting experience: warm flannel pajamas, the old tree in your front yard, a cup of steaming black tea, and snickerdoodle cookies - a lot like having tea and cookies at home and never calling Karen again.

Scent Notes: Flannel, Sedona trees, bergamot tea, snickerdoodle cookies.